Marriage Scheming 1: The Mysterious Husband Does Not Meet

Chapter 124

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"You..." The girl thought she was making trouble, and said sternly, "I tell you, there will be a meeting inside, you leave immediately, otherwise I will call the security guard!"

"What's the matter?" A male voice came from behind.

The girl looked at it and seemed to see the savior, "Vice President, here is someone who is making trouble."

Vice President? The only thing I looked back was Qin Ran! Leng Yan actually sent Qin Ran to her as the vice president? She knew that Qin Ran was not only Leng Yan's bodyguard, but also his assistant, and his confidant. Otherwise, Qin Ran would not be allowed to come forward to do the only thing that had been tricked into marrying him.

The restless heart was finally settled, and with Qin Ran helping her, she felt a little bit in her heart.

Qin Ran smiled, "Hello, Mr. Ran, I am willing to help you, I will take care of you in the future!"

This time, the secretary was stunned...

When the only meeting was in Mosha, Leng Yan received a call from Jing Lan on the way to Leng’s old house, and her voice was very weak.

"Hey, Yan, I'm sick, I may not be able to sign today."

Leng Yan's heart sank, "What's the matter?"

"I seem to have a cold, fever, sorry, let's make another day!" Jing Lan said, coughing violently.

"All right, have you seen a doctor?" Leng Yan asked when she heard her cough badly.

"I've seen it, don't worry, I'll rest first, goodbye!" Jing Lan coughed again after speaking.

"Well, good!" Leng Yan put down his phone, lost in thought.

For a long time, he had a feeling that the divorce happened too smoothly, and his heart was faintly uneasy. Today, he really verified this premonition, and at the same time, he also had a thought in his heart...

He thought for a while and called Dr. Lu, "Dr. Lu, it's me. Jing Lan seems to be sick. Go and have a look and give her a detailed examination."

"Okay, is Mr. Leng going too?" Doctor Lu asked.

Leng Yan thought about it for a moment, "Well, you go first, I'll be there later!"

When Leng Yan arrived at Leng's house, Dr. Lu had already checked Jing Lan and took medicine for Jing Lan. Jing Lan was lying on her bed and resting quietly.

"How is it?" Leng Yan asked Dr. Lu when he entered the door.

"I'm very sick and have a high fever. First try some medicine. If it doesn't work, you may have to get an injection." Dr. Lu replied.

Leng Yan walked to the bed and looked at Jing Lan, thinking secretly, it turned out that he was really sick, he thought... He was ashamed of having such a dirty idea...

"Yan... Yan..." Jing Lan muttered in her sleep.

Leng Yan sat by the bed, "I am here, Jing Lan."

Jing Lan slowly opened her eyes, full of joy, "Yan, you are really here! Am I dreaming?"

"Well, it's me, not a dream!" He still had a cold expression.

Jinglan shed two lines of tears, "Thank you, Yan, I thought you didn't care about me anymore, I... Anyway, this is enough! Tomorrow, tomorrow is better, we will sign!"

Leng Yan frowned slightly, "Let's talk about it when you are better!"

"Yan... You are so kind!" Jing Lan stretched out her hand to him.

Leng Yan's gaze fell on her hand, and then moved away, finally did not hold her hand...

"Doctor Lu, you are here to accompany Jing Lan tonight!" He turned around and said to Doctor Lu.

As Jing Lan slowly lowered her hand, a trace of sadness and resentment flashed in her eyes, and then turned into gentleness, "Yan, can't you...you don't leave? Just once, okay?"

Leng Yan didn’t speak, and there was a fierce ideological struggle in his mind. If he didn’t go back, the only thing he would understand and wouldn’t say anything, but he would definitely be unhappy in his heart. If he went back, would Jing Lan be sad What about the relapse of the old disease? She hasn't been ill for a long time, and if the divorce is going to be delayed at this juncture.

Just thinking about it, Zeng Ma came up and said to Leng Yan, "Master, you can go back. Jing Lan can take care of me. Don't be embarrassed. Besides, Dr. Lu is here!"

Leng Yan looked at Jing Lan's tears, and finally said, "I'd better stay and observe!"

"This..." Zeng Ma looked at Jing Lan and didn't say anything.

"Jinglan, take a good rest, I'll go back to my room, and call me if I have something to do!" He returned to the room and called the only one after he finished speaking.

"President Ran, is the meeting over?" He asked in a relaxed tone as much as possible.

"Leng Yan!" The only one who heard his voice was very happy. Today's meeting was a bit depressed. "The meeting was over early, but..." She stopped talking. She is now the president of the company, and she should try her best to be herself To deal with it, you can't rely on Leng Yan for everything.

"But what?" Leng Yan sensitively heard something in her words.

"Nothing! Just so nervous. How about you? How are things going?" The only thing that worries him the most right now is his divorce.

Leng Yan was silent for a while, "Jing Lan was sick and didn't go. But, the only one, don't worry, go when she gets better."

If the only one is not disappointed, it is false, but what can she say? I have a foreboding that it will not go so well. It will not be sick sooner or later, but at this time...

"The only one?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Leng Yan knew what she was thinking. "Unhappy?"

"No!" She hurriedly denied, "Are you still in the old house now? Are you not coming back tonight?"

Leng Yan hesitated, "I haven't decided yet. Didn't I ask President Ran for instructions? If Mr. Ran disagrees, I won't stay."

The only one got a pimple in his heart, but said on his mouth, "You stay, and you won't be at ease when you come back."

"Only, thank you, I know you will agree."

The only bitter smile, is this taking her down

"Baby, I love you!" Leng Yan didn't know what to say. This sentence is the only one I love to listen to. I hope the only one will be happy when I hear it.

"I know, I don't hate it. I won't say anything. I will call you at night!" The only smile, only his love can give her the strength to go on.

(End of this chapter)